Tuesday, December 26, 2006

Don't Stop Running

It has been a lifetime since
We spoke of our feelings deep
A dreary fight that silence wins
Dark distances deftly creep

Do you remember when I burst
With my endless narrations
You heard it all, through the best and worst
You laughed and listened with patience

Remember our first beautiful kiss
Lips dancing to love's tunes
Our skin so close, in bliss
Good things always end too soon

How fast it slipped away
Accommodating painful tears
Let's not trust the evil they
Speak to brew in us these frantic fears

The most precious of things
Are oft destroyed in jealous hands
Before it ends, let's start running
From they who ne'er understand

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Lips dancing to love's tunes

make it tune , so it rhymes. U shuld say ur poems aloud sometimes, then ul'l be able to improve. Not that i;m a poet or nething, the last poem i rote went like

Duck flies
Sun shines
He fries
Mom cries
No lies

Dads mad
If only he had
stopped him and
saved his life
and his wife
said oh heck
and strung her neck
and went to heaven
and then

found not her husband
who was in judgement
and ended up in hell
and as the bell
tolled and the archangel
rung out his fate
her heart brimmed with hate
as she heard he'd been out on a date
with her best friends mate

~ L. Rkn
you kno who i am

Poetry

when language like bubbling streams flow




when words are laid down to fit like lovers' hands




when you feel the essence of the poet from within




when swirling thoughts are caught in the net of rhythm



when images reel as you read




when pen and paper create a symphony




then, it is poetry
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